Day 44: Arts and Crafts Room, Second Shift
Astor hadn't talked much after introducing himself, which hadn't bothered Terry. With all the crap their little hospital of horrors piled on the patients, he couldn't blame a guy for not wanting to open up to some stranger. Plus, not talking meant he could get a decent meal in, and then check out the bulletin for the latest in Landel's news and
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He... he didn't know why Lelouch was saying those things to him again. It still hurt, even if it was the second time over and even if Rolo knew they were lies - they were lies, right? Of course, Lelouch said he lied (and then he said he wasn't, just an hour ago). And... and Shirley? Why was he bringing Shirley up again? Rolo's face twisted slightly at the memory of that girl (always meddling even when she was dead she somehow got between them) before returning back to a neutral, if somewhat saddened look.
He looked down at his hands, realizing that the bunches of paper he grabbed from that bulletin board were still in his grip. Someone had asked him to talk about Lelouch... someone who was supposed to care very much about him. That alone rang warning bells in his head, especially since this person identified Rolo as the "boy who was arguing with Lelouch". Rolo stared at the replies, trying to burn the handwriting into his mind. He had to meet with this person... and take care of it. Lelouch was his brother, no matter what happened between them, so he had to protect his only brother.
Even... even if Lelouch didn't seem to want him to. Rolo just kept staring sadly at the papers in his hand, thoughts alternating between the terrible things his brother had said that morning (did he lie about lying?) to the motives of the stranger who tried to contact him on the bulletin board.
[ for Kio! ♥ ]
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